This title just came to my mind after hearing a title of a new Britney Spears song, If You Seek Amy.
Can it get lamer than that?
Try.
I want to know what love iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis. I want you to shoooooooow meeeeee!
::gag::
Hey there Delilah…
…I’d walk to you if I had no other way,
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we’ll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way…
…Oh It’s what you do to me!
This would be a great parody of lame jr. high romance songs if he wasn’t serious.
My contribution to these threads always is:
Girl, you’re my angel, you’re my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby
Shorty, you’re my angel, you’re my darling angel
Girl, you’re my friend when I’m in need, lady
I thought it was a parody when I first heard it.
Austin, by Blake Shelton. After a childhood of pop-country music, it’s finally what got me to swear it off.
She left without leavin’ a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she’d gone back to Austin
'Cause she talked about it all the time
It was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got
If you’re callin’ ‘bout the car I sold it
If this is Tuesday night I’m bowling
If you’ve got somethin’ to sell, you’re wastin’ your time, I’m not buyin’
If it’s anybody else, wait for the tone,
You know what to do
And P.S. if this is Austin, I still love you
Wow, somebody beat me to it!
That’s why it’s a great parody. 
I always contend that “Green Eyed Lady” by Sugarloaf has a great groove but completely falls flat lyrics-wise:
*Green Eyed Lady, lovely lady
Strolling slowly towards the sun
Green eyed lady ocean lady
Soothing every wave that comes
Green eyed lady, passion’s lady
Dressed in love she lives for life to be
Green eyed lady feels like I never see
Setting suns and lonely lovers free*
Ugh.
Acky breaky heart?
The worst/corniest pop songs ever are:
-Queen of Hearts by Juice Newton
-It’s Getting Hot in Here by Nelly
-Unwritten by I can never remember her name (it was in a dozen movie trailers and commercials last year)
-Fergilicious (Fergie) / Boyfriend (Avril Lavigne) / This Shit is Bananas (dunno the name of it) (Gwen Stefani) <— The ultimate trifecta of jaw-droppingly awful, how can anyone take this seriously, please hang me if this is what the kids are listening to songs.
Oh crap, I can’t believe I forgot the current Worst Song in the World: the one about Romeo and Juliet by Taylor Swift. We really need a pukey smiley.
“Pour some sugar on muaaaay!”
is thee lamest song ever.
Sample lyrics:
Step inside, walk this way
You and me babe, Hey, hey!:rolleyes:
Love is like a bomb, baby, c’mon get it on
Livin’ like a lover with a radar phone:confused:
'Cos I’m hot, say what, sticky sweet
From my head, my head, to my feet:dubious:
I don’t know the much about hair metal, but it almost seems unfair to include them, if we’re talking lyrics on the page. Whatever the genre’s other charms, the words to a hair-metal tune always seem like they were written on the way to the stage, possibly scrawled with eyeliner on a coke mirror.
Giddy-up aoom papa oom papa mow mow
Giddy-up aoom papa oom papa mow mow
My heart is on fire for Elvira
We built this city is the lamest and as such an untolerable mockery of rock’n’roll.
(They built this city on rock’n’roll, you know. Oh fuck, now I’m nauseated, I shouldn’t have written that.)
It’s Bohemian Rhapsody, Baba O’Reilly, Stairway to Heaven, and Pink Floyd’s entire Dark Side of the Moon compared to the Starbuck’s version.
“I ain’t no holla back girl, I ain’t no holla back girl”
Especially lame, because unlike Britney, Gwen doesn’t need to do lame songs.
LAME!
The lame is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S!
Ah yes, this is the song I couldn’t remember the name of in post #9. Although I no longer believe Gwen is a talent with some fluke crappy material. She’s proven (to me, at least), that she is a hack who made a little bit of good music a loooooong time ago. That Gwen has been dead for years.
Have you said the name of this song out loud? Because what I think it’s gonna sound like is something like “F-U-C-K me.” Is that edgy, or what?
ETA: or wait, is it so painfully obvious that that’s the whole point?
And yet she does.
I gotta go with “Train in Vain” off of London Calling, great album with a great closing song, then Mick Jones comes in at the last second with this POS
Say you stand by your man
Tell me something I don’t understand
You said you love me and that’s a fact
Then you left me, said you felt trapped
Well some things you can explain away
But my heartache’s in me till this day
Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way